Angel Lies

Prologue

It was a little after midnight when six-year-old Victoria finally fell asleep from a long day of playing at the city park. Even though she should be tired and on the verge of passing out, she still was able to stay up late that night. It was very peaceful and quiet as she slumbered, good dreams filling her thoughts with joy and wonder. Suddenly, the front door swung open, slamming against the wall so hard that a picture near it fell and shattered. Hearing this noise, Victoria's eyes shot open. She then heard her father walk down the stairs to investigate. She knew it was her father due to the heavy vibrations from him walking, her and her mother were light on their feet. Listening, she noticed it got very silent, even after her father descended down the stairs to see the source of the noise. She then heard a loud thud and then, nothing. Trembling, she pulled her purple and pink quilt up to her chin. She then heard footsteps leading up the stairs, but they were a little too light to be her father, perhaps her mother? But she never heard her mother leave the room. Either way, the footsteps walked to the room next to her room. Her parent's room. After a few minutes, she heard nothing but another thud hitting the ground. Not sure what to make out what was happening, she was only but a child. She quickly got up and hurried to her closet, closing the doors slowly behind so they wouldn't make the loud creaking sound. She hopped into the tall hamper, sitting upon the soft blanket that she had spilt orange soda on yesterday. She then heard her bedroom door open as the foot steps walked toward her bed. She trembled some as the footsteps walked toward where her toy box was. She heard the lid fly off and toys hit the ground violently. She now knew it was an intruder. Trying her best not to panic since she now knew what those loud thuds were. The footsteps now stopped at her closet door. She quickly covered her mouth with both of her hands to keep herself quiet and to shush her heavy breathing. The door to the closet opened, causing her to whimper in a whispered tone.
"I know your in here, little one." said a velvet like voice.
Her baby blue eyes widened as she felt someone touch the hamper, moving it. When the lid to the hamper opened, she put the clothes and blankets over her, keeping as still as a doll. Shaking the hamper, she kept still and quiet.
"Thought you could fool me? You would have if your heart wasn't beating so fast." the voice said, throwing the hamper out of the closet. Thinking she was caught, she teared up some, not ready to die. But nothing happened, it's as if he knew she was in the closet but not sure where in the closet. More things kept getting thrown out of the closet. She quickly crawled to the entrance of the hamper, noticing he was too busy searching chaotically through the closet. She looked toward him and then toward the door of her room. If she were quick enough, she would easily sneak out without being spotted. She quickly crawled out if the hamper and without little noise as possible, she was able to sneak out of the bedroom. She then took off toward her parents room, running inside to search for her mother. But she had to stop herself from screaming as she stood before her mother's bleeding body. She then heard some footsteps leading her toward the door. She quickly ran as she shut the door and locked it.
"I know you're in there!" The voice said angrily, banging on the door with harshness.
She quickly ran toward the phone on her parent's night stand, picking it up and dialing 911. She waited for someone to pick up as the door sounded as if it might give in.
"Hello, what is your emergency?" A woman asked.
"I need help, someone killed my parents and now their trying to kill me!"
"Calm down, miss, we need your address."
"I need help, he's about to break into this room!"
"I need you address if you need help, sweety, now stay calm and hide somewhere and tell me where you live so I can send help."
"74 Walters lane, please help me!" Victoria started to cry some as she hid under the bed, taking the phone with her.
The door then busted open, hearing footsteps walk inside.
"Help is on the way, now stay calm and stay silent, are you somewhere safe?" The lady asked. She couldn't answer or she would give away her hiding place.
"Are you safe sweetie?" She asked again.
"No..."she whispers into the phone before being pulled out.
She was then lifted into the air by the back of her shirt, allowing her to see the face of the intruder. It was a boy about the age sixteen, he had really pale skin and wore all black clothing, from his shirt to his shoes. His hair covered his eyes as a slight smirk formed on his face. She trembled, not knowing what to do as he took the phone from her.
"Sweetie, are you ok?" the lady asked.
"I'm sorry, she can't come to the phone right now, good-bye." he told the lady as he crushed the phone with his bare hand.
She stared up at him, she felt like rabbit about to be ate by a hungry wolf.
"Any last words?" He asked her.
She started to struggle by kicking and swatting her hands around like a cat. All the boy did was laugh at her, knowing victory was his. Victoria then realized that he only had a hold of her shirt and it wasn't that far of a drop. Before allowing herself to slide through her shirt, she heard sirens in the background. Help had indeed arrived as promised. After hitting the ground, she started to run for the door. The boy growled in annoyance as he threw the shirt and ran after her. She slammed the door shut and ran toward the stairs. She heard the door fly off it's hinges, turning around she saw his eyes, deep dark holes. He clawed at her stomach, causing her to jump back. She then lost her balance and fell all the way down the stairs. Once she hit the bottom, she could barely even breath with all the pain she was in. Trying to get enough strength to crawl toward the front door, to help's arms, she was hoisted off the ground by her silvery blonde hair. Crying out in pain, she stared at the boy.
"You put up such a fight for such a little thing." He smirked, revealing razor sharp teeth. She just whimpered, tears falling from her eyes as he grasped her neck, squeezing it so hard, it caved in. Everything went black as death took Victoria. As the door was kicked open, they ran inside, only to find a dead little girl. Checking all the rooms, they found all three corpses but no intruder. As the police started marking off the scene, a little girl emerges from the basement. She was identical to the dead little girl. Same blonde hair, baby blue eyes, and same exacted age. The police noticed her and rushed to her.
"Are you ok?" They all asked as one picked her up.
She nodded and tried to figure out what was laying behind the man that stood in the way.
"How bout we go outside, no place for a child." The man that held her said, walking toward the door. She then got a good view, seeing that it was her twin sister that laid in the bloody puddle.
"Why is sissy laying in that red stuff?" she whispered.
"Let's get outside and I'll explain." he answered her, dreading the fact that he must tell her that her sister is dead. Once outside, he sat her on a cot inside the ambulance, grabbing and covering her up with a sheet. She wore nothing but a sleeveless nightgown that came up to her knees and was outside in the dead of winter. She sat still, scared and not sure what was happening.
"Can you tell me why you were down in the basement?" he asked her in a calm voice.
"Because.."
"Why?"
"Where is sissy?"
"Answer what I asked you first, dear."
"I want my sissy!" She demanded as she frowned at him.
He couldn't figure out why she wants her sister and not her mom or dad, why was she in the basement instead if the bedroom with her twin sister.
"Where is she?" she asked him again.
"She and your parents are... dead...."
"Dead?" she repeated.
He nodded sadly.
"Sissy is dead?" She questioned him.
He nodded again.
She then broke down and started to cry, her baby blue eyes becoming red and puffy. The man hugged her tightly, showing her comfort.
"What's your name, sweetie?" he whispered to her.
"Veronica Valentine.." She answered.